(This is based around my idea that Anthony likes collecting plants a little, I also think you mentioned it recently)
Anthony accidentally getting a aphrodisiac plant. Or reader knows nothing about plants, buys one for him as a present, and as they’re hanging out at his house the plant takes affect.
I just really miss Anthony I love him so fucking much hehe
~⭐️ anon
I miss him too…I need to think of some one-shot ideas for him, or maybe just make part 4 of his story shorter. Sometimes I think that’s what holds me back on here, is I feel like every time I post a new chapter of a longer series, it needs to be at least like 1-2k words minimum. Like I don’t want people to be let down by smth shorter, yk?
Anyway. I’m not sure if this would constitute a meal, but…maybe a snack. Yeah. Snack time! Disclaimer, idk fuckshit about plants.
Seducing Your Boyfriend with Aphrodisiac Flowers
His Main Series
CWs/Tags: Mutual masturbation, public sex, very slight breeding kink mention (pulling out is for cowards) no body type mentions but chubby reader in mind. Did not edit this a ton my b
Your boyfriend liked collecting plants.
He always seemed so peaceful as he took care of his little apartment garden; not a single wall or corner stood bare, a planter wherever one could fit.
The area that charmed you the most was his balcony. Greenery snaked around metal rods, vibrant flowers encasing the platform as plants hung off the ceiling. Some might’ve found the space claustrophobic; yet as you sat outside on the couch, looking out onto the city skyline as the sun set, you felt cozier than ever.
You watched as he situated the newest addition to his collection into one of the planters; a plant you had bought him as a gift. You didn’t know exactly what it was, the long Latin name going over your head, but…
Well, the internet said it was an aphrodisiac. And by God, you wanted him to rail you.
You weren’t displeased with your sex life; yet he always seemed so…gentle. Touching you delicately, as if you’d break if he pressed too hard. Maybe with a little help, you could bring out a different side of him; one you were desperately curious about.
“You sure you don’t wanna put it inside?” You asked, looking back at the screen door.
“No,” he answered flatly. “It’ll do better out here, at least until it gets cold.”
You nodded your head, masking your disappointment. You weren’t certain you’d be outside nearly long enough for the plant’s aphrodisiac to take affect.
Maybe I should just tell him what I want, you thought.
“It’s a nice day,” he remarked, pulling you from your erotic thoughts. “Might be nice to work on things out here for a bit, hmm?”
And so, you did. You worked on schoolwork, he read, and like usual, you enjoyed the quiet company.
Yet the longer you stayed out, the more aware you became of your body.
You could feel your pussy twitching, getting wet for seemingly no reason at all. Was the plant working? Or was it all in your head? You weren’t sure.
You glanced over at him, and he seemed entirely unfazed, still entranced by the book in his hands. He was so studious, so polite and shy, and that was what made you so curious. Other sides to him had to exist, didn’t they?
You squirmed in your chair, needing to feel something; anything. Was the aphrodisiac working? Was he immune to it? You couldn’t tell. You wanted nothing more than to touch yourself. Sure, you had been dating for awhile, but you had never masturbated in front of him; and you definitely had never done so out in the open, where anyone could see.
You looked around; you could barely make out what the people on the balconies across the street were doing. If you could hardly see them, then…they couldn’t see you, right?
You started slow. At first, you just spread your legs, mid-length skirt parting to reveal your panties. With how wet you were, the fabric had darkened; there was no hiding your arousal. All you needed was for him to look over at you.
You watched his eyes move across each page, right to left over and back again. Yet every so often, he quickly looked up at you, only to go back to his reading seconds later; the book now flat on his lap, as if to hide something.
He isn’t nearly as subtle as he thinks he is.
Soon enough he gave in, looking right at you. For a moment, his eyes widened, his face growing just a little warmer. He tried to hide a deep breath, chest straining as he locked eyes with you.
You smiled, moving you hand towards the space in between your legs, and pulling your panties to the side; revealing your wet, needy pussy.
He closed his book, setting it beside him. Only then did you realize the aphrodisiac had in fact been working, his hard cock straining against his pants.
He spread his legs a little further, clearly nervous and struggling to hide it. “You’re not clever, you know.”
You grinned, starting to rub circles around your clit. “I like to think I am. Struggling to stay focused?”
“I am, as a matter of fact,” he answered nonchalantly, despite his cock twitching underneath the fabric. He let out a low, quiet breath. “You’re not worried about anyone seeing you?”
Your cunt was ready and eager, your fingers wet with your juices as you continued to tease him. “Nope. We’re high up, the balcony’s blocked from both sides.”
He looked from side to side before slowly undoing his pants, hard cock springing free. He bit his lip, then wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, slowly moving up and down as he watched you. He almost looked relieved, finally able to touch himself after resisting for so long; yet the way he looked at you made it clear, his hand wasn’t enough.
You spread the lips of your cunt further, slipping a finger inside. “I bet you could just slide right on in.”
“…I could…” he mumbled softly, stroking himself faster as your juicy cunt stared back at him. He rubbed the head of his cock, thumb dragging along the tip as he struggled to remain collected. He breathed faster, his glasses even starting to fog up before he took them off. Pre-cum leaked from his cock; the aphrodisiac was definitely, definitely working.
“Come here,” he rasped, his movements getting faster as he continued to stroke himself.
You smiled, letting your panties fall to the floor as you approached him.
“Turn around.”
You did as he said, spreading your legs just a little wider. You waited, expecting to indulge another command. Instead, he wrapped his arms around your waist, and pulled you down onto his lap; forcing you to sink down on every inch of his cock at once.
You let out a gasp, quickly silenced by his hand covering your mouth. He thrust into you erratically, his cock slamming in and out as you bounced on his lap.
“Did you really think…” he moaned, struggling to get the words out. “I’d let you just…tease me like that?”
This was exactly what you wanted. Not just to have sex, not for him to make love to you, no; you wanted him to fuck you.
He pulled his hand away, both hands now gripping at your ass. You couldn’t help yourself, moaning uncontrollably as you bounced on him, each stroke hitting your gspot.
“Turn around, I wanna see you,” he said as he let go of you.
You obliged, getting up and facing him, straddling his lap before sinking back onto his cock once more. He had been so gentle before, a virgin when you first started dating him. Now, with how he was fucking you, you were sure if you could last much longer.
He pulled your top up, hands on your back as he leaned to kiss your tits, tongue haphazardly running along your nipples. “You’re so…” you had rendered him speechless, his words nothing more than a collection of moans. “You’re so fucking hot,” he stuttered out.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, your cunt dripping onto him as you felt his balls smack against your skin. You moved against his thrusts, and the desperate look on his face it clear he wouldn’t be able to control himself for much longer.
You leaned down and kissed him, feeling yourself getting close. “I’m gonna cum,” you mumbled between kisses. You felt his cock twitch, and you attempted to stand, knowing he’d cum any second.
Instead of letting you move beside him, he held you down tighter, forcing him to stay on his cock. He couldn’t help himself, fucking you with zero abandon. You knew you should stop him; yet it felt so good, your body wouldn’t let you.
He came deep inside you, his warm cum filling you up as he caught his breath. “Fuck…” he was in such a haze, it was almost as if he didn’t notice at first. Still, you were content, sitting on his lap, his cock still inside as his cum leaked out of you.
“Someone got carried away,” you teased, leaning down to kiss him once more; a gesture he happily returned.
A panicked expression crept onto his face as he realized. “I…I’m sorry, I just, you felt so good, I don’t know what came over me, I-”
You pressed a finger to his lips, “it’s alright. We’ll blame the flowers.”
Now go buy a plan b girlfriend
I miss him too…maybe when brain is less soup I’ll go back to his series, but he’s so fun to write smut for, especially considering he’s the more stoic type of nerd rather than tali, who’s really just a dork.
